Qin Songyao moved over: "So keep this matter under control for now, and don't look for Mrs. Bo. Later, you can seize the opportunity and beat her up."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Bao Siyan's expression and added: "You have to have the waiter who brought me the juice caught. It will be useful in the future."
Bao Siyan held a cigarette between his fingers. When he heard this, his eyes as cold as snow in the sky showed a hint of amusement, and his lips moved: "In the future?"
"Um."
"If you get out of here in half a year, where will your future be?"
Qin Songyao: "..."
Seeing him get up and walk in, she quickly said: "We don't have a future, but you do, and I'll keep it for you in the future!"
Bao Siyan took the last drag of his cigarette, leaned over and put out the cigarette butt, and said nonchalantly: "It's hard for you to take care of me."
Qin Song remained silent.
Then, the man walked to the door of the room, paused slightly, and glanced at her: "The dose is not large, and most people will be fine. But you are familiar with the Lord of Hell, so you must treat her differently."
Qin Songyao looked at him, waiting for his next words.
The man turned around and said the next sentence.
"Drink more water."
Qin Songyao thought about it, drink more water to speed up metabolism.
She estimated that Bo Siyan was not going to tell her about this matter in the future. They had a contract now, and he would not watch her being killed by Bo Minyu, and would always protect her.
Thinking of this, she relaxed a little and went downstairs to get some water.
Bao Siyan went back to the bedroom. As soon as he finished drying his hair, he heard a clanging sound outside.
His door was ajar, and he could probably see what was going on outside.
Qin Songyao came up with six or seven bottles of pure water. When he entered, he didn't hold them tightly and the water rolled all over the floor.
He put down the hair dryer and was speechless for a moment.
Wen Yan’s original words were: “The drug content in the blood is not high, and it can be metabolized by eating and drinking water normally.”
He just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to take it seriously.
Outside the door, Qin Songyao had opened a bottle of water and took a sip.
Inside the door, Bao Siyan turned around silently, went back to bed and lay down without any burden.
Stupid, can't be cured.
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After struggling all night, Qin Songyao went to the hospital to see Qin Chen early the next morning.
Qin Chen is now able to stay in bed and read, which is a gratifying situation.
The happiest thing was that the lawyer suddenly called her and told her that the perpetrator had withdrawn the case and did not plan to file a lawsuit.
"No more suing?"
"Yes, the other party only asks for a consolation fee of 100,000 yuan," the lawyer said.
Qin Songyao thought for a while, she could afford one hundred thousand yuan now.
"Madam, I suggest you keep it private. After all, the other party died, and one hundred thousand dollars is not much."
Qin Songyao did not refute this. It was the other party's tough attitude that prevented her from bowing her head. In fact, her son died after all, and she could understand her parents' grief.
"If you want to keep it private, just keep it private. I'll send you the money, and I'd like you to handle it with full authority."
"OK."
Hang up the phone.
Qin Songyao felt relieved, but felt hairs on his back for no reason, as if something was wrong.
She went back to the ward to see Qin Chen, who was always indifferent to her.
Without saying much, she arranged everything and went to the next building to see Pei Qi.
Pei Qi has already started reconstruction work, which is a big event for the Pei family. When Qin Songyao arrived, Pei Qi was sitting in a wheelchair and his expression was not good.
Qin Songyao put down the fruit and said to Pei Qi: "Hasn't the reconstruction started yet?"
Pei Qi's face softened a little and said: "I won't do it today."
Qin Songyuan was surprised.
Pei Qi said: "Practice the piano today."
Only then did Qin Songyao realize that there was a piano in the room with the lid open. Someone must have played it.
After taking a look at Pei Qi's slightly trembling hands, he probably guessed that he failed in his attempt to play the piano.